Liam enjoys Ralli's company as they catch a carriage towards town.

A taxi coach with three passengers headed along the road from the Knights' barracks into the town proper as the sun was growing low in the sky. The taxi driver, a peasant, was happy to have been well paid by the young man now riding in the back of his vehicle... So happy, in fact, that he wasn't asking any questions of the strange scene going on between that young man and the bizarre woman riding with him.

One of the passengers in the back was a young, dark-haired messenger in plain clothes who'd just finished his rounds. He'd gotten up early that morning, so he was well tired and ready to hit the sack. All the same, he was making a concentrated effort to rustle through his sack of missives and packages while ignoring the other two...

The other two passengers were the young nobleman, Liam Baldwin, now dressed in his more comfortable white silk shirt, dark breeches, and buckled shoes, and the sergeant instructor, Ralli Hellknox, now wrapped in a ratty-looking cloak drawn around her like a robe. It was wrapped just low enough around her to reveal the straps of the plain bra she was wearing, her hot pink choker and her bare shoulders, and it did nothing to hide her furiously flushed face and clenched, grinding jaw.

There was another thing it wasn't doing anything to hide: the young, well-dressed man was sitting intimately close to the tall, scarred woman, with his right shoulder leaning comfortably against her. His right arm was hidden from view, but from his lecherous expression, it wasn't hard to guess what he was up to. Even as they sat in plain view of the other passenger, Liam's hand was openly searching and exploring the surprising softness of his teacher's ass. He'd been at it for about ten minutes now, and neither of the two had said a word to another.

The messenger thought the relationship between these two was pretty plain. The man enjoying himself was some wealthy family's brat, probably just turned the age for a woman and throwing around his money as he liked; the woman being enjoyed was, clearly, down on her luck, probably mistreated, judging by those scars, and willing to show him his good time in return for his coin. That story all added up... and yet... Why did the woman look so indignant? Was this her first time doing work as a prostitute? He tried to decide if he should just ask... Maybe start up a casual conversation and see if he could broach the topic... Ultimately, however, he just kept to himself, deciding if it was trouble, he didn't want any part of it.

For his part, Liam had been content to silently **** the teacher who'd made his life a living hell for a year or so. "The control is so perfect.. And this ass! Geod, this woman's ass is so fine! I thought I was going to get to play some dumb pranks on a woman I hated when I put this thing on her; I never dreamed I was going to have free reign over such an incredible specimen of womanhood. Aah... I feel like all of my time suffering under my sister's tyranny is finally being repaid, and all of my clever thinking is finally paying off. I could probably die happy just feeling up this lewd body... Such a shame that I'm a creature of ambition. A shame for her, that is, hehehe..."

Breaking the silence, at least for the two of them, Liam leaned in even closer to Ralli, brushing her dark hair aside and craning his neck up to whisper directly into her ear. "Teach... that guy thinks you're my whore. Aren't you gonna correct him? Tell him you're a proud knight, and I'm your wimpiest student?"

"Ngh...!" Ralli only grunted in response as her teeth remained clenched. She couldn't speak... She could hardly do anything, it seemed, without Liam issuing a command.

"No...? Look how uncomfortable that guy is. Come on, Teach. We've still got a little ride left. Clear the air."

"Agh..." The deathspeaker tried to keep the strange words out of her mouth, and when she felt them rising, she tried to keep her mouth shut to prevent their escape. Both proved completely impossible. Liam's control hadn't lessened at all since earlier that afternoon; if anything, it'd gotten stronger. "You. You keep staring at us."

The messenger, who'd worked so hard to keep out of it, gave her an innocent "who, me?" gesture when she started growling at him, as if there was anyone she could be addressing.

"Can you not see that... this young man and I are... contracted for a night of passion together? That I am being paid as a cheap whore to help him relieve his sexual frustration? Unless you're hoping to... w-watch as he concludes our night of passion by... taking me as he chooses..."

Ralli had to admit she was relieved when the man shook his head wildly "no." If he wasn't going to be any help, she'd at least prefer no spectators.

Liam laughed as though he and the other man were sharing a joke. "Pretty good find, huh? I'm thinking... I'll use the backdoor." He turned to Ralli with his villainous smile, the same one Ralli had merely found mildly annoying until this day. "How does that sound? A first for you, right?"

"... Y-yes... You will be... claiming my... anal virginity... tonight..." Try as she might, the sergeant couldn't keep the disgraceful admission from forcing itself out.

"Very good, very good! Welp, hope that clears everything up, good sir. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to continue getting my money's worth." Not really caring if the poor passenger minded or not, Liam got back to feeling up his new favorite ass. There was so much of it, he thought he could spend the whole trip fondling it different ways, even while she was seated, and never experience the same sensation twice... "It's so tempting to just forget my plans, bend her over, and take her right where we are! But I've got bigger plans for our night together..."

"Baldwin..." Ralli issued a small growl that came quiet, seemingly from deep in her throat. "You will know justice for this grave offense. I will not be satisfied to see you in jail. You are a disgusting disgrace of a knight. How can you still draw breath, knowing you have taken advantage of your teacher... made claims of intent to **** her in the night... drawn her half-naked to appear before the town? It is-"

Liam put a finger to her lips to silence her, not bothering to correct her impression if she took that as a demeaning gesture, as he whispered to her once more. "Teach. Don't worry about that last one. You don't need all that armor and outerwear where we're going first. Hold your horses and it'll all make sense..."